SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW.

It felt like time had stopped. My heartbeat pounded in my ears as I stood before him with a shocked face and a stunned expression.

His icy stare pinned me to the wall as he fixed me with a lazy expression, but his eyes...

They focused heavily on me, as they pinned me with a dark stare. It was possessive, hot, and everything wrong.

"I'm sorry?" I asked, waiting for him to say it was a joke. But my heart secretly hoped for him to repeat it, to tell me he wanted me to be ...